Nangong Wan's sharp look not only shocked Lu Qi, but also made the other contestants on the stage feel a chill in their hearts. They all turned their eyes to the young man from Xishui League, their eyes full of fear and curiosity.

What kind of strength does this seemingly ordinary boy possess that could attract so much attention from Nangong Wan?
An Litong, president of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, still maintained that hypocritical smile. He narrowed his eyes and looked calmly at Han Yu and the other two behind Nangong Wan.

Although these three people are young, the soul power fluctuations emanating from them cannot be underestimated. They are obviously elite disciples who have been carefully trained. An Litong thought to himself that the Xishui League seemed determined to win this time.

He said to Nangong Wan with a fake smile: "Alliance Leader Nangong, I have heard of your name for a long time! I have heard that there is a young talent among your Xishui League's representatives. I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect that you really selected such a young contestant!
It is indeed extraordinary and unique! "

An Litong's words seemed to be a compliment, but his tone was full of sarcasm and temptation. He deliberately emphasized the word "young" to imply that the Xishui League was too frivolous in participating in the competition and actually sent a young boy who was still wet behind the ears.

Nangong Wan could naturally hear the hidden meaning in An Litong's words, but she didn't show any anger on her face. She just smiled faintly and said:

"We in Xishui League are full of talented people. This is nothing." As he spoke, he smiled disdainfully, as if he didn't take An Litong seriously at all.

An Litong's expression changed slightly, and he cursed in his heart, "old fox."

He had been wary of Nangong Wan for a long time. The two sides had been dealing with each other for so many years, so he naturally knew Nangong Wan's identity as an evil soul master. It was just that the Aodu Chamber of Commerce had the support of the military, so he could barely remain calm in front of Nangong Wan.

At this moment, a charming voice came from the audience: "Hey! Brother Nangong, you are still so sharp! It makes me feel scared."

As he was speaking, a graceful woman walked onto the stage.

She was wearing a fiery red dress, her long, shiny black hair casually draped over her shoulders, her delicate facial features were exquisitely made up, her beautiful eyes were bright and her every move exuded the charm of a mature woman.

This woman was none other than Shangguan Weiler, another representative of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce.

Shangguan Weier walked onto the stage, still swaying with every step, and came to a place not far from Nangong Wan. Her frail appearance, coupled with her seductive eyes, immediately made many male audience members stare at her.

Nangong Wan's smile suddenly became warm. He looked at Shangguan Weier and said with a smile, "Long time no see! Sister Shangguan. Your youthful appearance really makes me admire you!"

Nangong Wan looked like an octogenarian, yet she actually called Shangguan Weir "big sister". Everyone on the stage suddenly felt a chill on their backs, and the hint of charm that had just arisen in their hearts because of Shangguan Weir's seductive appearance disappeared immediately.

Shangguan Weier's face changed, and the original coquettishness was instantly replaced by coldness. She gritted her teeth and said, "Nangong Wan, you are looking for death!"

Nangong Wan's smile was still as gentle as spring breeze, but two clusters of silver-grey flames were burning in those deep eyes, as if a sleeping dragon was about to wake up.

His deep voice carried a hint of warning as he said to Shangguan Weier, "Sister Shangguan, you'd better be quiet. The competition is about to begin. If you have any grudges, wait until the competition is over."

Shangguan Weier felt the chill in Nangong Wan's tone, and her heart shuddered. She opened her almond-shaped eyes wide, and her gaze swept across Nangong Wan like a blade. She snorted coldly and said:

"Hmph, Nangong Wan, don't think I don't know what you're up to. I, Shangguan Weier, have taken note of what happened today, and I will make you pay for it someday!"

After saying that, she turned her head away and ignored Nangong Wan.

Although the three leaders had a brief confrontation without much words, it was filled with tension and the air around them seemed to freeze.

Afterwards, they each stepped back to one side of the ring, watching the match that was about to unfold on the stage with sharp eyes.

The crowd watching the game around, seeing that the three leaders were so serious, did not dare to make loud noises for fear of disturbing the game.

After all, in such occasions, any small mistake may lead to unpredictable consequences.

Han Yu's eyes scanned the opponents on the stage, trying to find a flaw in their behavior.

His opponents were from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce. The three soul masters were all male and around 30 years old. They had obviously gone through years of training and were very experienced.

Although these three soul masters looked ordinary, their eyes were extremely sharp, as if they could see through everything. They exuded a faint soul power fluctuation, and it was obvious that their strength should not be underestimated.

Their postures were as steady as Mount Tai, and their breathing was steady and long. It was obvious that they were all strong men who had experienced many battles.

In contrast, the three female soul mentors sent by the Ordinary Alliance were particularly eye-catching. Female soul mentors were rare on the continent, let alone three beautiful women, which was undoubtedly a highlight of the competition.

The three female soul mentors were all around 20 years old, with graceful figures and beautiful faces, like fairies walking out of a painting. They wore brightly colored long skirts, representing the three primary colors of red, yellow, and blue, and stood out in the crowd.

The woman in a red dress had long, shiny black hair cascading down like a waterfall, skin as white as snow, eyebrows and features as picturesque as a painting, a pair of big watery eyes that were full of life, and a faint smile on the corners of her mouth, giving people a feeling of passion.

The woman in the blue dress had short, clean hair, delicate features, and a cool temperament, like an ice goddess. She had cold eyes, was serious, and exuded a chill that kept people away from her.

Finally, the woman in the yellow dress had long golden hair tied up in a noble bun. She was tall and straight, and had an elegant temperament, like a royal princess. She had a gentle look, a slight smile on her lips, and her every move revealed a noble temperament.

Although these three female soul mentors are young, their strength should not be underestimated. They exude powerful soul power fluctuations, and they have obviously undergone rigorous training. Their eyes are firm and confident, and they are obviously full of confidence in this game. However, in Han Yu's eyes, they are just ordinary people.

Because they cannot control their own souls, and everything they show on the surface is largely the result of training.

There is no trace of natural beauty. No matter how many women there are, they are just a shell.

"Don't be tempted by beauty." Nangong Wan's voice was low and powerful, like an alarm bell ringing in the cold winter wind, echoing in Han Yu and Huang Zheng's ears.

"These female soul mentors trained by the Ordinary Alliance are all as vicious as snakes and scorpions." He paused, and swept his sharp eyes over the two of them, as if he could see through their innermost thoughts.

"If you have the chance, strike hard immediately." His tone became even more stern, carrying an unquestionable command. "Don't give them any chance."

Nangong Wan spoke the last sentence very quickly, but every word was like a knife, deeply engraved in the hearts of Han Yu and Huang Zheng. Han Yu's heart was shocked, and Nangong Wan's words were like a flash of lightning that cut through the night sky, making him sober up instantly.

Indeed, these female soul guides of the Ordinary Alliance will take advantage in a sense. Their beautiful appearance is a weapon that can easily confuse the opponent and make the opponent relax their vigilance without knowing it.

Once the opponent feels pity for them or is bewitched by their beauty, then what awaits the opponent will be a fatal blow with thunder and lightning.

When facing a beautiful woman, any normal man will be a little soft-hearted. This is human nature, but it is also a fatal weakness in battle.

Han Yu took a deep breath and kept Nangong Wan's warning firmly in mind. He knew that in the next game, he must not take any opponent lightly, even if the opponent was a stunning beauty.

Ye Yulin, the chief referee, waved his hand, and his old but loud voice resounded throughout the venue: "All three presidents, please go down. All contestants, please take your positions and prepare for the competition."

Nangong Wan, Shangguan Weier and An Litong looked at each other with cold eyes, then turned and walked down the platform. Yuan Gungun pushed Han Yu to a soul guide production table, and then walked to the back of another one.

Ye Yulin had his hands behind his back, his old face was very stern. He didn't even speak politely to the three presidents of the three major underground forces, let alone the contestants.

If it weren't for the Crown Prince Xu Tianran's personal invitation, he would never have appeared here. He was reluctant to give up the Sun and Moon Divine Needle because Xu Tianran promised to give him extremely generous compensation.

In his opinion, soul engineers should focus on studying the production of soul guides. It is a waste of time to participate in any competition, not to mention the competitions organized by these dirty and filthy underground forces.

Therefore, he had no good feelings towards these contestants.

They are both ninth-level soul masters. Compared with Bupo Douluo Zheng Zhan, Ye Yulin's status is much higher.

Their research directions are different, and although they are both ninth-level soul masters, their achievements are also different.

He, Ye Yulin, is the best among the ninth-level soul mentors of the Sun-Moon Empire. His strength is enough to rank among the top three, and he is even slightly superior to Jing Hongchen. He is known as the "Master of the Starry Sky". At this moment, he is scanning the nine contestants on the stage with a scrutinizing gaze.

His deep eyes seemed to contain the power of stars, and wherever he passed, the air seemed to freeze a little. His sharp eyes swept across the faces of each contestant in turn, and finally stopped on a young man named Han Yu.

This Han Yu represents one of the three major underground forces. Although he is not from a prominent family, he has an innate calmness and confidence. This calm demeanor made Ye Yulin nod secretly.

Ye Yulin spoke slowly, his voice was deep and rich, with a bit of the majesty that is unique to a ninth-level soul engineer: "You will have three hours to make soul guides, and each person can only make one soul guide." His tone was unquestionable, with a bit of majesty that could not be disobeyed.
“You can use any material, but you must not use any semi-finished products that have been made in advance. Once you find out, you will be kicked out immediately.”

Having said this, he paused deliberately, and scanned the audience again to make sure everyone understood what he meant before continuing.
"At the same time, I must remind you that after three hours, you will not have any rest time and will go straight to the skills assessment. The last place will be eliminated, and your ranking will also be related to your subsequent quarterfinal match." He deliberately emphasized the importance of the skills assessment.
"So, when making soul guides, you must retain a certain amount of energy to avoid being overdrawn and unable to cope with the subsequent skill assessment. The skill assessment is very difficult."

After saying this last sentence, Ye Yulin stopped talking and just stood quietly on the stage, waiting for the competition to begin. Hearing Ye Yulin's words, the nine contestants couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. They knew the strength and majesty of this starry sky controller, so they naturally dared not neglect him. Han Yu also gathered his mind and began to adjust his state, preparing for the next challenge.

"Start the countdown! Soundproof shield, raise!" Following Ye Yulin's order, a layer of faint white light shield slowly rose from around the competition stage. The soft white light intertwined in the air and soon formed a huge hemispherical light shield, covering the entire competition stage.

The noise from the outside world was completely isolated. Starry Sky Douluo Ye Yulin slowly sat back in his large and comfortable chair, his sharp eyes scanning the field like a hawk, and finally stopped at the participating soul mentors who had already started to take action, his eyes full of expectation and scrutiny.

The signal to start the game had not yet completely faded away when Han Yu rushed out like an arrow. He stretched out both hands at the same time, like two nimble eagle claws, and grabbed two pieces of rare metals that emitted a faint luster.

With skillful and powerful movements, he pulled over the stamping device on the soul guide production table and began his work.

Unlike other contestants, most of them chose to complete the extremely difficult core formation while they were still energetic, but Han Yu did the opposite. The first thing he started to make was the shell of the soul guide.

I saw his hands flying around like a dazzling butterfly, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Pieces of cold, hard rare metal seemed to be given life in his hands. As his fingertips danced, they were constantly molded into various strange and precise shapes.

Various tools were used alternately in his hands; the sounds of hammering, cutting, and grinding intertwined together to play a metal rhapsody.

It was precisely because of his unique choice that he stood out among the nine contestants. On his workbench, pieces of metal molds of different sizes and shapes were constantly being made. (End of this chapter)